O' Kids
Listen to my farewell words
Not the final words these are

O' Kids
Read not for "Grades"
But for "Wisdom"
Since
"The prior" gives not latter
Where as
"The latter" gives the prior

O' Kids
Listen to my farewell words
Not for the sake of words
But for the sake of truth

O' Kids
Awaiting you a storm of spam
In the name of God
But not an inevitable harm
Determine to be united

I abhor the roots of agony
When
My spirit gets wounded

I begin to sense the root
When
I am sadder

Then
My Spirit is shaped
Into a Colossus

Then
I get re birth
Then
I become a warrior

O'my beloved students
You are
"The splendid lives" of this world
Which receives your splendor
Essences within you -I hope -
Illuminate your ambiences
O'my beloved kids
Don't be allured
By tinsel deception
That awaits you
Know where you
were -are -will be
Till you reach
What you want to be
Think of the root,kids,
When you blossom
That causes you bloom
Hope you reach "the peak"
It's my farewell word

I sit humming
My innate blues
.
Amidst
the dead air of graveyard
That is listening
To The music
Of cracking skulls
.
When I am dull

Ruthlessly
The dark truth swallowed
The nectar that I made
That I made using my sweat
.
Appeasing
my innocent arms
I began to make it again
For The next day
.
I am breathing
The hope anew
To bury the yestercruelty
.
Now the demon
Disguised in saint's
******* my laborious blood
.
Still I am alone
At the horizon
Awaiting a new morning.